Riley’s POV

Caden’s fingers moved faster on my clit now, perfect tight circles that made my legs shake. "Come on our fingers first," he ordered against my neck. "Let us feel you fall apart. Then we’ll show you more."

I was so close already. My hips rolled desperately, chasing their touch. Gunnar pushed two thick fingers just inside me—only to the first knuckle—stretching me, holding still while I clenched around them.

"So fucking tight," he groaned. "Imagine how good you’ll feel when we finally bury our cocks in you. All three of us. Taking turns filling you until you can’t remember anything but us."

The image slammed into me. I cried out into Cane’s mouth, body tightening. Caden rubbed my clit faster, perfect pressure, and Gunnar curled those two fingers just enough to brush that sensitive spot inside me.

I came hard, shaking between them, pussy gushing over their hands. My moans were muffled by Cane’s kiss, but they kept touching me through it, dragging every pulse out until I was whimpering, oversensitive, still grinding weakly against their fingers.

They didn’t stop.

Even as I came down, they kept me pinned, hands still on me, cocks still rock-hard in my grip. Caden pulled his fingers free and brought them to my lips.

"Taste how much you want us," he said.

I opened my mouth and sucked his fingers clean, tasting myself, eyes locked on his. Gunnar did the same with his, feeding me my own slick while Cane watched with dark, hungry eyes.

"You’re going to drive us insane," Cane rasped, pressing his forehead to mine. His cock twitched hard in my hand. "We could bend you over right now and fuck you until you scream. But we won’t. Not until you understand exactly who you belong to and not getting jealous over some other woman"

I was still panting, my body humming, pussy clenching emptily. I stroked them faster, desperate to make them feel even a fraction of this frustration.

"Then make me understand," I whispered, voice hoarse and wicked. I squeezed the heads of their cocks, thumbs rubbing the wet spots. "Touch me more. Show me more."

Gunnar cursed under his breath. Caden’s hips jerked into my hand.

Cane’s eyes flashed with raw need. "Careful, Riley. Keep talking like that and we might break our own rules."

I smiled, small and breathlessly, even as fresh heat coiled low in my belly again.

"Good," I said. "Break them."

My legs were still shaking against the wall as I said those words and to be honest, I don’t even know what’s come over me but right now my thighs is slick with heavy arousal, pussy pulsing with aftershocks that left me empty and furious.

They had pulled back, chests heaving, cocks straining painfully against their pants, eyes dark with the same need burning through me. Cane, Caden, and Gunnar stood there like three gods barely holding onto their control, and something inside me snapped.

No more letting them tease me.

If they wanted to play this game, I was going to make them suffer for it.

I pushed off the wall, my dress hanging crooked on my shoulders, one strap fallen down to expose the top swell of my breast. My nipples were hard, visible through the thin fabric, begging for attention. I didn’t cover myself. I let them look.

"On your knees," I said, voice low and commanding. "All three of you."

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